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The Jiulong River in the dry season is not wide, and the water surface is only about 40 to 50 meters wide. However, Zhang Xian felt that he had walked for a long time, and the deepest part was up to his waist. When he climbed up the opposite side of the river dripping wet, When he landed on the shore, he looked at the watch on his hand and saw that it actually only took less than a few minutes, but in just a few minutes, he felt as if an hour had passed.
At this time, the sound of machine guns was still ringing on the bridge, mixed with the hoarse shouts of many volunteer soldiers. This was a battlefield of life and death, and the high bridgehead became a huge The devil's cave spreads the rotten air of death in all directions, and no one can stop it.
"Brother, how do we climb up?" Xiong Sanwa also came ashore, followed by several soldiers who were also soaked. At this time, the night wind blew over, and everyone couldn't help but shiver. But no one cared about their own bodies. At this time, their goals were extremely unanimously focused on the bridgehead standing at the bridgehead by the river.
In the darkness, Zhang Xian carefully observed the terrain. At this time, they were under the bridgehead, but because they were hidden under the bridge, they were not discovered by the enemy. He knew that the blasting at this time must be successful, otherwise they would The enemy will find out. If you think about it a second time, the difficulties will be much higher. He looked up at the tall reinforced concrete building and could clearly see the flames spurting from the machine gun muzzles on all sides of the upper floor. He didn't know how many comrades were hit by these bullets. His eyes moved down to the level with the bridge deck, and he vaguely saw that it was a door. These Americans opened the bridgehead door in the direction away from the bridge deck and the highway, facing the Jiulong River, but gave This gave them an opportunity. But at this time, they were on a dry river bed, nearly two meters above the ground. However, the river bank here was made of large rocks to protect the bridge, which was a steep wall that went straight up and down. I just jumped down from the other side of the river, so I didn't feel it, but now I have to find a way to climb up, but it's a little difficult.
"Step on my shoulder!" Zhang Xian finally made a decision and took the lead and squatted down.
"You should go up first, and I'll do it!" Xiong Sanwa pushed him away and squatted down to use as a stepping stone.
"That's fine!" Zhang Xian replied. He was really worried, for fear that the person who went up first would make some noise and alert the enemy. At the moment, stepping on Xiong Sanwa's shoulders, Xiong Sanwa slowly stood up on the stone wall. The height of the two of them was already higher than the ground. Zhang Xian climbed up with difficulty, and was in the shadow beside the bridgehead.
Following the same pattern, Xiong Sanwa was the second to climb up, and then three more people climbed up, leaving only the last person who had to stay on the river bed. Zhang Xian looked at the people following him, including himself. At this time, a total of five people came up. He nodded, holding the gun and quietly touching the wall towards the door, listening to the words above. The machine gun fire never stopped. Through the lights on the bridge, he saw the American positions across the bridge in front of him. There were dozens of people lying behind the fortifications made of sandbags and shooting continuously at the opposite side. And where they came from, on the empty flat ground, there were already many fallen volunteer soldiers, some of whom might have died. He could hear the roar of Battalion Commander Xia Yang, but the sound was noisy. He yelled but couldn't hear anything.
No more sacrifices can be made! Zhang Xian thought, and suddenly kicked open the door of the bridgehead. The door was originally ajar, but at this time, only a bang was heard, which must have really scared the people inside. After the door was kicked open, Zhang Xian threw a grenade in and heard a "boom" inside. Before the smoke cleared, he rushed in, picked up his submachine gun and fired a burst of fire. Xiong Sanwa and the soldiers behind him also rushed in. Xiong Sanwa had already held a grenade in his hand. In the smoke, he heard the sound of many people coughing above him. Without thinking, he pulled the string and fired from A grenade was thrown on the stairs, and the explosion sounded again. Immediately, the sound of machine guns on the bridgehead became mute.
"Come up!" Zhang Xian ordered loudly, stepped onto the stairs with a submachine gun, and reached the upper floor by feeling. As soon as he reached the second floor, he heard the sound of wind, and he involuntarily dodged. He only heard a "bang" sound, and something knocked off a large piece of the wall next to him. Before he could take a closer look, he felt that someone had already hugged his waist. Before he had time to react, At that moment, he was thrown to the ground hard, and the submachine gun in his hand was thrown aside. The person who knocked him down was the first to grab the gun that fell to the ground. At this moment, a gunshot was heard, and someone fell heavily next to Zhang Xian. Zhang Xian's reaction was also very fast. Regardless of the pain on his body, he rolled away from the shuttle that followed closely.In an act of dignity, he was the first to raise the white flag and raised his hands in surrender behind the sandbag. Zhang Xian was a little strange. When he asked him the reason later, the American lieutenant didn't feel shameless, but he was plausible. He told Zhang Xian that they had tried their best and chose to surrender at this time just to save the precious lives of the soldiers! Instead of fighting to the death with your opponent, it is better to stay alive and possibly go home to reunite with your family in the future! After all, Americans have their military regulations: you can surrender if you have no weapons or ammunition; you can surrender if you have no food, drink, or supplies; you can surrender if you are surrounded and unable to break out. ; If you are injured and lose the ability to fight, you can surrender! Westerners' views on life are exactly different from those of Easterners. They talk about human nature and the most basic way of survival. To put it bluntly, they are people-oriented! And what about the Orientals? What he talks about is the spirit. Even after death, the spirit must be immortal. This is why there are words of wisdom saying that starving to death is a small matter, but being dishonest is a big deal.
¡°If there really is such a day in the future, I may also face it. Is it to survive? Or is it a matter of preserving moral integrity? How would you choose? Zhang Xian couldn't help but ask himself! But after asking, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. When it came to moral integrity, he had no power at all. In fact, at this time, wasn't he also a surrenderer who was anonymous and just for survival? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com